Quick Transmigration: The host is super good!

After finishing the last piece of longevity noodles, Master Ye raised his head and was about to speak when a mist suddenly surged around him.

"There is an enemy attack!"

"Master, be careful!"

"Little Junior Sister, come here quickly. Senior Brother will protect you."

"Be careful, the smoke is poisonous!"

The fellow disciples reacted very quickly. They immediately covered their mouths and noses and drew their swords to be on guard. But they soon realized something was wrong. Their internal energy was lost, their hands and feet became weak, and they couldn't even hold their swords. They fell to the ground one after another.

"Oh no, we've been tricked!"

"Who on earth is this person who dares to act wildly in Zixiao Villa?"

……

The fellow disciples were filled with righteous indignation. Looking at their slightly exaggerated expressions, Shen Yuan, who was pretending to be tricked, couldn't help but quietly rolled his eyes. "That's enough. You've taken the drama too far."

However, Nangong Yang didn't notice any flaws at all. After everyone collapsed, he stood up and laughed loudly: "I thought Zixiao Villa was a dangerous place. I planned for so long, but you fell into my trap so easily."

"It's you?" Ye Yuan showed an exaggerated look of shock on his face. He tried to stand up, but soon fell back down weakly. He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at him. "I believe I have never done anything wrong to you. Why do you want to hurt us?"

"Humph!" Nangong Yang sneered, "I have never recognized any shitty master! Ye Yuan, ten years ago you destroyed my Tianbei Sect and killed my father. Now your retribution has come."

"So you are the remnant of the evil sect that has committed so many evil things," Manor Master Ye said with a hint of disdain in his grief and anger, "You deliberately sneaked into Zixiao Mountain Villa. Are you here for revenge?"

"What evil deeds? They are all framed by you so-called noble and upright people." Nangong Yang was angry. "I just killed some people who deserved to die. Aren't your hands covered in blood?"

"Quibbling!" Manor Master Ye sneered, "What fault did the Qinghe Sect ever have? They were just doing better business than you, yet they were wiped out. And the Shuiyun Sect, because they got the Qiushui Yanling Knife and you couldn't force it, you killed them all in the night. The crimes of the Demon Sect are simply too numerous to list!"

Nangong Yang was unable to refute the facts and said angrily, "You, the famous and upright sects, dare to say that you are innocent? You have killed people and robbed treasures throughout the ages, right? Why do you have to keep biting us?"

Master Ye didn't believe it at all and sneered, "Slandering people with empty words is the style of your demon sect."

"You..." Nangong Yang's expression was ferocious for a moment, and suddenly he felt bored, "This is really funny, why should I argue with a dead person here?"

His eyes were cold, but the corners of his lips were raised high. He looked down at the man who was sitting limply in his seat with a victorious attitude: "Ye Yuan, don't you love your daughter the most? Today, I will torture her to death bit by bit in front of you."

"You dare!" Master Ye was furious and glared at him viciously, trying to use his eyes to stop him from doing the next evil thing.

Nangong Yang was extremely proud. He waved his hand and summoned dozens of men in black. They knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully with their fists clasped together: "Greetings, Master! The Master has unparalleled magical powers and has unified the martial arts world."

Chen Yuan: “…” It was so awkward that she got goosebumps.

Nangong Yangzhi raised his hand with great pride: "Cripple their martial arts and cut their tendons. I want them to die without a complete corpse!"

"Yes, Master."

"Lü Yang! How dare you!" Master Ye struggled "with all his might" but could not move at all.

"Hahaha——" Nangong Yang laughed loudly, "Don't waste your energy, old man. You were poisoned by the 'good stuff' I found specially. How does it taste to be poisoned by your own daughter?"

"Don't worry, I will personally avenge you later." After saying that, he looked at the silent Shen Yuan, "Little Senior Sister, thanks to your care over the years, I will repay you 'well'."

"Should I say thank you?" Shen Yuan raised his eyes calmly and looked at him.

Nangong Yang was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "I didn't expect that Junior Sister, who is usually like a firecracker that can be ignited at any time, can be so calm at the critical moment of life and death. I hope you can continue to maintain this state when I tear your tendons and bones apart."

The men in black over there were already sharpening their knives towards their fellow disciples. Although they were "powerless all over", they still tried their best to resist. Every time the knife was handed to them, they "used all their strength" to roll and "just happened" to avoid it.

The men in black were just thinking, what the hell, how could these people from Zixiao Villa be so good at hiding? After several attempts, some people got impatient and simply extended their claws to Shi Yuke's child, who seemed easier to get.

This caused the Third Senior Sister to scream, "If you want to touch my child, you have to step over my dead body. You beasts, you can't even let go of a one-year-old child!"

Then there was a scream of "Ah——" and the man suddenly flew into the air, breaking several tables and chairs, and his back hit the pillar heavily.

With a creepy "click" sound, the man in black suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. It looked like he was disabled even if he was not dead.

The sudden change interrupted the confrontation between the two. Nangong Yang looked warily at Shi Yuke, who was standing domineeringly while holding his son who was sleeping soundly, and seemed a little out of shape.

Chen Yuan stood up slowly, stretched his stiff neck, and said, "Okay, stop pretending, get up, it seems that all his trump cards are here."

"You should have said it earlier. I'm so exhausted. I just thought about all the sad things in my life one by one, and I couldn't help laughing."

"Hate it! My clothes are all dirty and I have to wash them when I get home."

"Who told you to be stupid? You don't know how to learn from your master. Can't you just lie limp in the chair?"

"Oh! You're acting like you're so smart, but you're still covered in mud, and when you were washing clothes, you rubbed mine as well!"

"You're dreaming. You should do your own thing. Have you swallowed all the principles that Master taught you when you were five years old?"

The brothers who had seemed half dead just now not only stood up vigorously, but also had the energy to bicker with each other, ignoring the room full of men in black.

Nangong Yang: “…”

Men in black: “…”

"You've been prepared?" Nangong Yang's expression became extremely sinister, and his originally handsome face instantly became full of evil.

"Nangong Yang!" Master Ye swept away his previous weakness and stood up proudly. The aura around him continued to rise. All the disciples stopped fighting and consciously walked to the side of the master, confronting the members of the Demon Cult with serious faces.

"Your conspiracy has long been exposed. Now a dragnet has been set up here. Why don't you surrender quickly!"